[Action in Figaro]

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[Penelo's cafe has a new waitress. As punishment for her part in tormenting Penny with love letters, Relm's found herself employed.

Well, maybe not employed. That would imply she's getting paid. And would force everyone involved to respect whatever child labour laws exist in Gaia.

She's clean for once in her life, and sulking and chipper on and off. On the one hand, she doesn't actually mind the work all too much. The customers are friendly enough, she's keeping herself busy memorizing faces and orders - she's only been at this a few days and she already has the 'usual' of most of the regulars pegged, a few without being asked for it even once.

On the other hand, every now and then she remembers that this is supposed to be a punishment and puts herself into a sour mood out of sheer determination to be furious.

Bother her?]

[Phone call to Terra]

[warkitoff.livejournal.com]

[Ring ring! It's before the meeting, at least. If only just before it.]

[Action] Cutting Through Time

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[Matoya's seated at her table as always, peering hard into her glass ball with her sightless eyes. Today is different though. She's expecting more intruders and this time they are to come at her bidding. That they're late in her estimation isn't helping her mood in the slightest and she's grumbling to herself. This is a task she doesn't want to do at all, but it must be done before she can finally rest.]

[Action - Lindblum]

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[It was long after the others had gone to sleep, scattered throughout the warehouse, curled up in blankets.  Reno's own form was wrapped up - but he remained awake, laying beside Tseng and Rufus and mulling over what'd been done that day compared to what still had to be done.  It was overwhelming, just as the disaster that had happened to Midgar had been overwhelming.  He frowned, then reached for Rufus' injured hand - the one he felt the blister on - fingers curling around the limb gently.]

You should drink a potion...

[His voice was soft.  Subdued.  The hand was drawn to his lips once more, the kiss that came placed along his palm this time, rather than the back.] 

It's hard to work with a blister, and it's only gonna feel worse tomorrow.  I've got a few potions left, if you want one.

[Not that he was letting go of that hand any time soon.  Unless Rufus yanked it away.  But why would he?  They weren't being watched, left alone to do what they would.]

[Video, Standard badguy filter.]

[dualcast]

The shrines. Can anyone tell me more of them?

[Ursula's told her a little but- well, at the very least, she's going to need to be convinced that they're a safe place for the crystals. And convinced not to stay in the water shrine with the crystal indefinitely.]